2.14.2014

Valentine's Day has always been a mixed
bag filled primarily with slightly overly bedazzled expectations
brewing since the My Little Pony Dream Castle days. This bag pretty
much remains overstocked well after Valentine's Day passes like the unsold
candy hearts Now On Sale!/Half Price! at drug stores. And to be honest, if
anyone genuinely managed to 'satisfy' those expectations (except my
dad's always adorably, and unknowingly, cheesy gestures or my
friend's adorably, knowingly, cheesy gestures), I probably wouldn't
dig them so much. I guess at the core I'm really just not a dozen red
roses and heart-shaped box of ooey, gooey chocolates kind-of-girl.